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Then I tug the damp fabric to the side and lick her dripping folds, opening her with my tongue. She jumps beneath my touch and I hold her still, though there’s not much I can do about the rhythmic shifting of her hips as she writhes under me. I stroke my tongue from her opening to her clit—the same soft dance my fingers had moved in earlier—until she’s trembling. Then I focus on her clit, swirling my tongue around it, lapping at it and sucking on it. I settle two fingers at her entrance and she shifts her hips, her body begging where her voice is not, for something to fill her.

I continue my assault on her clit, the tips of my fingers barely brushing her, until she starts to quiver, her body poised on the edge of an orgasm. I sink my fingers into her and she cries out, her body clenching around them as the second orgasm breaks. I withdraw and slide in again, my tongue still circling that bundle of nerves.

She slaps a hand over her mouth as she screams her release.

Before her trembling has subsided, I turn her over, a puddle of sated bliss, propping two pillows beneath her hips to keep them up. I roll the condom on and press into her, slowly filling her, the panties still shoved to the side. I draw my hand along her back to where the bra is clasped and release it. Her breasts fall free as I seat myself fully inside her.

“Derek,” she says over a moan. “You feel so good inside me.”

I drag my hand along her back until I grip her hips, holding her still as I pull out and push in.

“You feel so good around me, sweetheart.”

She glances at me over her shoulder, her eyes soft. “Will you fuck me now? Please?”

I groan, my head tipping up as I thrust into her. “How am I supposed to say no to a request like that?”

She pushes up onto her arms, her ass pressing into my lower abs as I thrust again, harder, deeper. She meets me every time, her moans and pants driving me to go faster, harder.

I slide my hand over the plump roundness of her ass framed in the delicious black lace.

“Fuck, Ava. Your ass looks fucking divine. I want to bite it.”

She laughs, making her body clench around my cock as I pound into her and I groan at the sensation.

“Might be tricky to bite from where you are,” she says, before breaking off into another moan.

The sound of our bodies slapping together mixes with her cries and I try to listen carefully for the change in pitch that will tell me she’s about to come. When I hear it, I reach around to find her clit with my fingers, rubbing it lightly. She buries her face against the bed and screams.

I continue hammering into her as she clenches on my dick, driving her higher until I follow her over the edge, groaning as I empty into her and we both collapse in a tangle of limbs. I press kisses against the salty skin along her shoulders.

After a few minutes, I get up and go to the bathroom, cleaning up and throwing away the condom. I wash my hands, take out my contacts, and brush my teeth. While I’m doing that, Ava comes in, wrapping her arms around my waist and leaning against my back.

I turn and kiss her when I’m done, leaving her to get herself ready for bed.

She’s already turned off the music, and when she joins me again, we snuggle together, my mind returning to that little box in my jacket pocket, the secret about the car that I still haven’t told her. I should be able to tell her about both. She loves me. I love her. I should tell her I paid for the repairs on her car before she bought it. I should tell her about what’s in that box.

I draw her closer, kiss the top of her head.

“I love you, Derek,” she whispers into the darkness of the room.

“I love you, too, Ava.”

Chapter 27

Derek

IwakewithAvacurled against me and I can’t remember being this happy before. I’m considering whether I should wake her when I hear a sound from upstairs. I check the time. It’s only six, but since Ava isn’t working today because of the wedding this afternoon, I decide to let her sleep.

I pull on the sweats and t-shirt I’d brought from my overnight bag, followed by my glasses. Then transfer the small jewellery box I hadn’t given Ava last night from my suit jacket pocket to my pants pocket. I’m still not sure why I’d brought it with me, especially since I didn’t give it to her. But it feels weird leaving it in her room. Once I’m dressed, I head upstairs to see why Lacey is up so early.

“Hey, Ace,” I say when I get to the kitchen where I’ve found her making coffee.

“Good morning,” she says with a smile.

“Why are you up so early?”

She shrugs. “Can’t sleep.”

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